Every night quakes lightly
--like childhood's laughter.
Quick, give me a new thing
to see--yes, you, so beautiful
to me. America,
you're breaking
me.
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Earthquake dreams, deadlines, fears, news, OMG.
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a time after this time in three languages
because I had not been intimate with death I did not know all its names I had to text a friend who teaches Hindi to check if kaal, which ...
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